Page 27 of Kayden: The Past
“Yes,” she said all breathy but with shakiness in her voice.
“Relax, and it will slide right in.” I knew I was lying. It wouldn’t slide right in without effort on my part, but it would go in. I started with just the head, and I could feel her ass squeeze my cock with so much force I almost came on the spot. I stopped moving to let her body adjust to my size. “Are you okay?” I rubbed my hands down the skin on her back.
“Yes, I think so. Just give me a minute.” She held her breath and blew it out slowly. When she exhaled, her ass released, and I started to inch in slowly.
“It’ll get easier. I promise it will feel good.” I seated my cock inside her fully, and the strength of the muscles inside her was like a vise squeezing the life out of me. I arched my back, laying my body against hers. I wrapped my arm around her waist and stroked her clit, rubbing it just the right way to make her world explode. With each swirl of her clit, she became more relaxed.
“Fuck, yes,” she moaned. “Don’t stop. Oh God.”
“So damn tight. I fucking love your ass.” I applied more pressure, shrinking the size of the tiny circles I made on her skin. I moved slowly inside her, quick on the out and slow on the in. I relished the feel and concentrated on the movement of my hands, trying to draw out my release.
Her body tightened, every muscle became rigid, and the sounds coming out of her mouth were the sexiest I’d ever heard. I started to squeeze her clit lightly with a rhythmic, pulsating motion. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and her mouth grew slack. I didn’t think her ass could get any tighter, but it put me over the edge.
“Fuck.” My movement stopped as a tremor overcame every muscle in my body. The experience was so intense I became powerless in the moment. My rhythm turned jerky as her body writhed beneath mine.
“Oh my God. Ohh…” she moaned into the sheets.
I collapsed on top of her. Our bodies were slick with sweat, and I’d now claimed every inch of her. I’d left no stone unturned and no surface untouched in my conquest of her body. I waited for the swelling of my cock to subside before removing it.
“Ouch,” she said as I pulled her with me onto our backs. She rested her head on my chest, and I lay there, unable to speak. My breath was ragged, and my heart hammered at a rapid pace, beating against the walls of my chest. My legs felt like rubber, and my entire body was a puddle of goo.
“I’m sorry, love. Did it hurt too much?” I ran my fingers through her hair, rubbing her scalp.
“Not too much. I don’t think I’ve ever come so hard in all my life. Damn. Kind of threw me for a loop.”
“So, we can do it again?” I asked with a grin on my face.
“Not now.”
“I know, babe. Someday?” I wanted to make sure I didn’t shut that door forever. It was too good to wall it up and never be granted access again.
“Someday.” She still hadn’t moved, and I watched her chest shift up and down as her breathing slowed.
“I don’t want to go home tomorrow,” she said, stroking my legs.
“Me either, but we’ll go away and do something before the baby is born.” I knew life would never be the same once the bundle of joy arrived. No more days or nights of marathon sex. They would be filled with feedings and diaper changes.
She rubbed her stomach, resting her hands across her abdomen. “I can’t believe I’m pregnant. The doctor always made me think it would be almost impossible.”
My life seemed to be filled with the impossible becoming reality. I was happy about the upcoming birth of our child. It brought us together and sealed our future in a way I was too chickenshit to face.
“We have so much to do.” My mind got so overwhelmed when I thought about all the things we needed to do to get ready for a baby. We didn’t know the gender, and we didn’t want to know. I, we, wanted to be surprised. It should end like it started.
“One step at a time. We’ll be ready.”
I placed my hand on her belly, and I could feel her heartbeat. There was a tiny piece of us alive inside her, and I was in awe. I don’t think my mind would truly be able to comprehend the reality until I held the baby in my arms. “You’ve got to stay clean, Danielle.” I knew I didn’t have to say the words to her, but I couldn’t help myself.
“I know, but I can’t do it without you. We both have to stay clean.” She looked up at me with pleading eyes.
“I will.” I meant those words. It had been years since I’d led a clean lifestyle, but for the future of my child and my family, I would try my hardest. Danielle drifted off to sleep in my arms, resting against my skin. I moved her off me and put a pillow under her head. She looked so peaceful, and the hard living disappeared off her face during sleep. I rubbed my fingers across her belly and put my face up to her stomach. I had so much to say, so much I wanted this baby to know.
“Daddy loves you. I’ll be the daddy you deserve.” I needed to get my shit together and get my addictions in check. “I can’t wait to meet you, but take your time.” I laughed quietly with those words. I lay down next to her body and pulled her into my arms. I laid her back against my front and held her stomach until I drifted off to sleep. Life was looking up for the first time in longer than I could remember.
Danielle and I cleaned up our acts after we found out we were going to be parents. We helped each other through withdrawal and the cravings. When I thought my life had finally turned around…God had other plans. Who knows why things happen in life? Is there an ultimate plan, is it written in the stars, and are we predestined? I don’t know about any of that bullshit, but I know we have no control over our lives at times. Even the best-laid plans can fall apart and lie in tatters at our feet.
